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You And I

We sit

Same warm brown eyes

Equal amounts of silver

In the beards

‘So what did we learn?’

Persistence

I think I found God

After a fashion

And beneath his gaze

Real or imagined,

It did not matter

Some parts of me

Receded 

Others thickened

I am leaner

Kinder to myself

But new hungers awoke

Whilst the compass 

Pointed to my true north.

And still

I remain

Acute to the bitter bubbling away

Of chaos

But couched in the armour 

Of purpose

I can lift my sword in defence of

Myself

Those who I love,

Near and far,

‘What about you?’

I still exist,

A tenant somewhere,

Perhaps a ghost in a dream house,

But leave me with your interest in

Self destruction

And the taste for t shirts with logos

‘I love you ‘

As you should,

I’m gorgeous. 

One fades

And well, 

I’m not even here,

Except

(And this will get me exiled from

Many a perfumed garden)

I

Am

Read

A single word,

And we can never be strangers

To one another,

You 

And I.

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